Check-out this awesome story with my hubby and his best dude friend, Dave. It’s so inspiring! Yes, I’m a little proud, can you tell?
I faced a choice: an older gentleman with a Santa-like beard, or a younger guy standing in the same place I met J a few weeks back (click here to read about that). I decided on the younger guy.
Aware that I might seem threatening, I took off my sunglasses, pulled my hands out of my pockets, and walked over.
He looked in my direction when I stepped off the curb. This is always the point where my insecurities start flying.
“He probably doesn’t want to talk to you” or “Just leave him alone, you don’t have anything to offer.”
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